My Days

Hi there..!! I wanted to update you to what I am up t to the most of these days. Much of my week is filled with the time I spend helping Daddy teach my older brothers. They are both home schooled, and Daddy has the big job of making sure they are always learning something. At the same time, I have to do a bit of learning too. After all, I am getting on in my days now, and have to learn to talk. Each day I get better at pronunciation and a bit better at remembering what words are. Daddy always reminds me to use my words to tell him what I want. He doesn’t always understand though. But he sure does try, and when I get frustrated with him, he does not get mad at me for crying, but instead likes to give me a hug and let me point out what I am after, or he listens extra careful to see if he can figure out what it is I am after. Daddy really does try to be extra patient with me, and he really does try to understand me, all the while being aware that I am just a learner, and can’t be expected to know all of it yet.

Some days we do special trips to the park where I get to play, and watch other children play, or we go for a walk into town so I can see all of the people and sights to see. I am always very good when we are in town. There is just so much to see, and so many interesting things that who could have time to play up? My brothers sure do like to play around though. They love to argue about everything imaginable, and they try to walk next to me no matter what… To the point they cause someone to fall into the road and daddy has to get after them to not walk three across, but to walk with one behind so nobody falls in front of a car. I think daddy just gets scared because he says the roads in America are much wider than here in England. I wonder what America and England are? But one of these days I want to get an America of my own and see if the roads really are wider!
Well, I thought I would do a post. Daddy gets frustrated with the program he uses to do these posts because it refuses to format them properly, and daddy is such a perfectionist! Which I suppose is why he is so happy with me! But that is okay, because I am a perfectionist too, which is why I am so happy with mum!